I call work and tell them I’m not feeling well and that I’m not coming back for the day. They ask if I’m okay and I say that I’m fine, I just ...have a bad headache and need to lie down. I get a sincere ‘Feel better’ and hang up. I’m sitting on the couch, facing my window view of the city in my apartment when I hear a key in the door. It opens, and I turn to see Jon walking in, flowers in his hand. ‘I know you don’t like flowers,’ his deep voice says as he moves closer to me, ‘but chocolate is bad. I went back to my room and called my family and chatted for a while and set the alarm for 5:00 am and dosed off. I got up and brushed and wore my track suit and shoes and opened the door. Bainji was in the hall in a tight leggings doing yoga. Wow she had the well toned body. I said Good Morning. And about to leave she called me and said if I want tea she will prepare and make it ready at 5:00 a,m, I said thank you but I will have it after breakfast and I left for jogging. After coming back she. “Good…very good!” she states approvingly. She runs her tongue up and down the stud’s stiffened shaft several times and then pauses. “Very nice! Perfect rigidity…” she declares in an almost clinical tone, taking in with an appraising eye the stud’s stiffly erect pecker pointing at the ceiling. “Very nice undercarriage, too…very well hung…” she adds, cupping the stud’s nut pouch in her hand. She now takes the stud’s tool fully in her mouth and bobs her head down on it vigorously several times,. I take your hand and guide you inside the room and then I place a blindfold on you, you protest but know I would never hurt you in anyway. You relax as I guide you to the couch in the room, you sit down and I can tell by the puzzled expression you have no idea what's going on. I assure you all is well and to just relax. I take the towel off and bend down to kiss you, you jump a little as you're not expecting me there but the kiss is hard and passionate your breathing speeds up. I take my hand.